After leaving Zhenlongjian, Yang Yifeng waved his hand and put Tengshe into the fan. Originally, the world of Meng Yanran was so good. Tengshe was placed next to him, which was even brighter than the 2,500-watt headlight cannon.

I didn't encounter any difficult things along the way. The demon gods in the demon world have lived in seclusion. They will not come out without any matter. The demigods are well-informed and will not come out for no reason to make things difficult for Yang Yifeng. As for the other little monsters, they treated Yang Yifeng with courtesy, and obviously they were told by the above. Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran have a long love conversation, and it seems that they can never finish it. Walking around and traveling around is indeed a great pleasure in life.

In a month, Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran played and played for a month, but the itinerary was not very fast. Yang Yifeng's laziness was over. He felt that he was too simple to move in the air. Do you want to pull the clouds to fall asleep? Yes, the clouds were a path, but it took a lot of effort to sleep in the clouds and slept on the fog. Yang Yifeng arrogantly took out Qianhuan, thought for a while, and turned it into a small boat, flying in the sky. Yang Yifeng slept very simply. Meng Yanran covered her mouth and chuckled, stepped onto the boat gracefully, sat at the stern, and let Yang Yifeng's head rest comfortably on his thighs. "Brother Feng, you are still like this..."

"Don't joke, what's the purpose of practicing for thousands of years? It's neither fame, wealth nor domination of the three realms. Isn't it just to live forever and happiness forever? In this life, the word "enjoyment" is the word "enjoyment" in this world. When we should be great, we are never vague; when we should be happy, we are never hypocritical. No matter what others think, I do whatever I feel comfortable." Yang Yifeng smelled Mengyan's leisurely body fragrance in his nose, closed his eyes comfortably, and said heroically.

Meng Yanran just smiled and looked at Yang Yifeng affectionately, and gently played with Yang Yifeng's long hair with his hands, without saying much. She just liked Yang Yifeng's true temperament and was not artificial. At the same time, she also liked Yang Yifeng's laziness. She liked Yang Yifeng's greed, Yang Yifeng's rogue, and even more liked all the advantages and disadvantages of Yang Yifeng.

Qianhuan's speed is much faster than Yang Yifeng's stop and stop. More than ten days later, it appeared above the sea area of ​​the demon world. Yang Yifeng signaled Qianhuan to slow down the speed. There were too many disputes on the land. Since Yang Yifeng met Bai Ze, he was thinking. Is it that this is the bottom of the weak water and dark sea, which is comparable to the sum of the four realms, there are so many ancient gods who live in seclusion or other seclusion hidden? Because Wushui Minghai, no one has ever reached the bottom. I just don't know whether the magical powers of the Baize divine beast have reached the bottom? There are many mysterious areas on the land, but the total area is less than one billionth of the weak water and dark sea.

At this moment, the scenery in front of Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran suddenly changed, and a mighty palace appeared in front of him. He wrote to the Emperor Palace.

The palace gate was already open when the two of them approached the ground. A voice came out from the inside and said, "Please come in~~"

What a familiar voice, I seemed to have heard it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while, but when I looked at this hall, I knew that this must be the residence of some ancient god, right?

"Idiot~~! This is the Emperor Palace, of course it is the palace of the Holy Emperor Fuxi." Shocking Tian scolded Yang Yifeng for not knowing the goods.

No wonder. It was originally Fuxi's home. He jumped out of Qianhuan, helped Mengyan to fall on the bluestone floor in front of the palace gate, and then waved his hand to take back Qianhuan. "Let's go in and see, this is the temple of the Saint Fuxi."

Stepping into the palace gate, it was pitch black. The moment the palace gate closed, the palace suddenly became bright and brilliant. Tens of meters away, a middle-aged man dressed like a Confucian scholar sat on the middle of the palace, smiling at Yang Yifeng and his party.

Yang Yifeng thought it was not good. This smile can be understood as a smile when treating guests, or as a "smile smile" before asking for help. As the saying goes, you will not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. This saint master took him and others for no reason, definitely not to cause trouble for him, but to let him do things for him. It seems that he really owe him a cause and effect. I am afraid that this matter will be taken over whether it is difficult or easy.

"My younger generation, Yang Yifeng, has met Your Majesty~!" Yang Yifeng bowed solemnly.

"The little woman Meng Yanran has met Lord Fuxi." Meng Yanran also bowed obediently.

"No need to be too polite. It's not the first time Yang Yifeng and I have met. Meng Yanran, you are my sister Nuwa, and you are considered your own family. Come on, please sit down." Saint Fuxi replied politely, without the sage of the Saint Emperor. He pointed lightly and two bluestone chairs appeared.

Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran nodded and sat down next to each other. Yang Yifeng thought to himself that it was true. The more polite the Lord of the Saint, the more difficult the things he had to do.

Then after a chirping noise, Yang Yifeng asked very consciously: "I don't know if your Majesty calls me to come. If you have any questions, I should do my best to do my best." It would be better to take the initiative. Sooner or later, it will be worth it to exchange for a causal and human favor.

"Hahaha~~~~ My friend is really straightforward, but this time you were wrong. The time between you and me has not come. A hundred years later, I will go to the Huoyun Palace to talk to you." Saint Fuxi said with a cheerful smile. After saying that, a stone table suddenly appeared in front of Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran, with the table full of immortal fruit and spirit wine. "This is the deep wine that has been placed in the palace for a long time. I believe my friend will love to drink it."

Yang Yifeng simply picked up the wine pot, poured a cup, and drank it all in one go. As Fuxi said, agarwood is delicious and it is rare to get a good wine. The product of the Saint Lord must be a fine product. "It's so good to sprinkle, it's really a good wine." A hundred years later, a hundred years later, can't you still be happy for a hundred years.

"Haha~~" Fuxi smiled affectionately, turned to look at Meng Yanran and said, "Sometimes ago, my sister sent me a message to me and informed me of some situations. You are my sister's disciple, so I will naturally have to give you some meeting gifts." After saying that, he took out the treasure, which was a golden shuttle, "This is a colorful cloud shuttle~~! The innate spiritual treasure has the magical power of weaving clouds. This shuttle can make the best-grade mysterious clothes. When facing the enemy, you can use this to attack the enemy with miraculous effects."

Meng Yanran was still a little prepared at first, but I don’t know what to do if I accept it or what to do.

Yang Yifeng smiled and said to Meng Yanran, "Your Majesty the Emperor of Humanity, please accept Yanran." The product of the Saint Lord must be a fine product. Even if this treasure is not as good as the Pangu bow and Fuxi arrow, it is an innate spiritual treasure. How can it be underestimated? I didn't hear that this treasure can still weave clothes? I just don't know what the grade of the woven lilac clothes are.

"Thank you for your kind gift, sir." Meng Yanran thanked her and took it. Yang Yifeng called to take it, so let's take it.

"Your Majesty is so generous~~! I don't know..." Yang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and stopped talking, but his eyes swept the wine in front of him.

"Hahaha~~~Okay, OK, OK~!" Fuxi laughed. Yang Yifeng was also a person who refused to suffer losses. There were hundreds of jars of fine wine in the wave. "Is this enough?"

"Enough, enough~!" Yang Yifeng replied with a smile, "The most important thing is contentment. The Shennian wine from the family of Saint Lord is not something that ordinary people can drink." He waved his hand and collected the fine wine of a hundred jars of fine wine, and was satisfied. Yang Yifeng was not stupid enough to ask for magic weapons and magic weapons. A Pangu bow Fuxi arrow is enough. If there are too many, it will leave a bad impression on the Saint Lord Fuxi. Besides, the cause and effect of a Pangu bow Fuxi arrow has not been returned. If there are a few more, will people live?

Then after a few gossips, Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran got up at the right time to say goodbye.

The Holy Lord Fuxi did not stop him and just said, "I won't send you there. I'll gather in Huoyun Palace again in a hundred years, please."

"Please~~ Let's say goodbye!" Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran stood up and said.

Fuxi Saint Lord smiled and nodded, "I will give you a ride." After saying that, he waved his hand and changed the stars. Yang Yifeng and Meng Yan disappeared into the palace with their figures. This is the power of the Saint Lord.

Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran were sent away without any resistance. When they recovered, Yang Yifeng was already in front of the Soul Refining Mountains of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Yang Yifeng shook his head and smiled. The power of the Saint Lord really didn't know how to describe it. He felt very strange, just strange. However, Yang Yifeng did not intend to go deeper. Let it go, anyway, he would climb to that level sooner or later.

"Yan Ran, we are home. It's better to be the Holy Lord. I would have known that I would have asked Nuwa to send us back when I was in Nuwa Palace." Yang Yifeng sighed.

"The Empress doesn't do this, she has her own ideas." Meng Yanran replied considerately, "Is this the Demon Realm? Why..."

"Why does it look like it's not much different from the demon world, right? In fact, it's very simple. The four realms are originally one. They are separated because of wars and other reasons. Then the Holy Lord set up a barrier to form a realm and just gave it a name. The so-called demon world is just a code name." Yang Yifeng explained with a smile.

Meng Yanran smiled and nodded, saying nothing.
Chapter completed!